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I wake up, I never sleep I fill my lungs, I never breathe I move my lips, I never speak Broken pipes that never leak I open eyes, I cannot see I spire thoughts I cannot teach I drip in eighths, I cannot listen Outside you see happiness on the inside theres nothing, but tortured souls that cannot glisten
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Jul 1, 2013
Jul 1, 2013 at 4:54 AM UTC
Outside, Inside
I wake up, I never sleep I fill my lungs, I never breathe I move my lips, I never speak Broken pipes that never leak I open eyes, I cannot see I spire thoughts I cannot teach I drip in eighths, I cannot listen Outside you see happiness on the inside theres nothing, but tortured souls that cannot glisten
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zoella
English
Jul 1, 2013
Jul 1, 2013 at 4:54 AM UTC
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